Sometime later, Leo woke, his head and every part of him throbbing. Raphael had certainly fucked him up good and he knew he'd feel it for days. He was naked and bound by the bedsheets to the bed and Raphael sat on the edge of it, looking at him intently. Leo's gear lay in a heap on the floor and Raphael was nude too, his own gear lying beside his brother's. "Welcome back, sugar," Raphael said. "How ya feelin'?"

"Let me go, Raph. Now and I won't tell anyone. I promise!"

"I don't think so, Fearless," Raphael said, scooting closer and placing his hands between Leo's legs. He tugged Leo's little tail, making him flinch, and said, "Yer mine. Ya know yer so perfect and guess what I found out? Yer intersex, so that means we can have babies! Ain't that cool? Ya, me and our babies. One happy family. I can't wait ta be a daddy!"

Nausea bubbled in Leo's belly at the thought of babies with his brother. Could that really happen? Was he really intersex? How could they handle babies? What kind of life could the babies have being down in the sewers and how could he love them being a product of rape? No. If he became gravid, the best option would be abortion. And maybe then they could go on with their lives. Who was he kidding? Babies or no babies, there was no way he and Raphael could be civil after this. Even if wasn't Raphael's fault and he'd been drugged, it was still rape and he couldn't trust or be around him. He was sure Raphael, once the drug wore off of him, would be sickened at what he'd done and want the abortion too.

"Say somethin', Leo. Yer awful quiet."

"I don't want babies with you and I don't want to be with you, Raphael. I want to go home. Now," Leo yelled. "Look, you've been drugged and this isn't you. Can't be you, because you're straight and this is morally wrong. We're brothers. Untie me and I swear I won't tell anyone."

"Nah. Ya enjoyed us fuckin'. Yer just too shy ta say it," Raphael said, and stroked his cheek. "Ya've always been scared ta talk 'bout feelings, Leo, but it's okay. Ya can admit ya liked it. Admit it. Ya liked my thick rod buried deep in ya and ya submissive ta me."

Leo spat at him, sapphire eyes blazing, and said, "You raped me, Raphael."

"Can't be rape if ya enjoyed it, Leo," Raphael said, and wiped the spit off of his cheek. "Ya churred, baby, so ya loved it. We're gonna be amazin' together, Leo."

"I'll never love you and the guys will find me."

"Ya do love me, Leo. Yer just shy ta admit it, but I know that'll come," Raphaei said, and nuzzled Leo's cheek. "Ya smell so damn good, Leo. Musk tinged with mint. Must be due ta all the mint tea ya drink.

"I WANT…."

Raphael cut off Leo's sentence by smashing his lips onto Leo's in a fierce and possessive kiss. Biting Leo's lower lip, tasting him, claiming him. He thrust his tongue inside of Leo's mouth, making him want to gag. It was wrong and sordid. His own brother was kissing him and he didn't want this. Not at all. Leo tried to pull away, but Raphael was too strong and gripped his face, as he kissed him.

A few minutes later, Raphael broke the kiss and nipped Leo's collarbone, asserting dominance, and making Leo mewl, tears running down his face. He was going to be violated again, he knew, and there was nothing he could do about it. All he could do was lie there and take it. Him the leader treated like a plaything by his own brother. It was a living nightmare and one he never imagined would happen. I'd rather die than this, Leo thought. This is hell.

Raphael began to trail kisses down Leo's plastron, licking the salty tears that had dripped from Leo's face, his hands groping, touching, familiarizing himself with his body, examining the numerous battle scars. "I remember this scar," Raphael said, stopping and looking up. "I gave it ta ya when I got pissed at ya after ya ran off with Karai one night. Was convinced ya two were runnin' away."

"So you were jealous," Leo said, hoping by talking Raphael would cease.

"Kinda, but not because I fancied ya. Was jealous, because ya had love and I was alone."

"So, why do you think you like me now, Raphael?"

Raphael shrugged and said, "I don't know."

"You were drugged. That's why. You're straight, Raphael, and you don't want this."

"Maybe I was lyin' ta myself and I really did like ya and was scared ta admit it, but does it really matter, Leo? Here we are. Alone. Together. It feels so right. Ya beneath me."."

"Well, it's not right. It's incest, Raph, and love isn't about domination. It's about caring for one another and respect. All you want to do is fuck me hard and show me who's the Alpha. That's not love."

"I show my love with actions. Ya know that and I like it a bit rough, but don't mean I don't love ya, Leo. I love ya so much and I will treasure ya forever. Ya just gotta know yer place first. Now, shut up. I'm fuckin' horny."

Ignoring Leo's pleas to stop, Raphael parted Leo's legs and thrust his dick inside of Leo's hole, stretching him and grinning, as Leo's hole adjusted to accommodate his length. Raphael plunged in and out, churring, his eyes closed in pure bliss, as Leo shrieked in agony, fear, indigation and sadness. Unless he was rescued, this was going to be his life forever. Raphael's mate. Wrong. Sick. Sordid. It shouldn't be happening. He squeezed his eyes shut and prayed his torment would soon be over.

Raphael fucked him relentlessly, his eyes hooded, lust taking over. Leo's moans soon turned to ones of pleasure, as Raphael repeatedly hit his prostate, Leo soon climaxing and leaking hot, sticky come. Raphael came a minute later with a loud growl, his own essence deposited deep inside of his brother.

Panting heavily, Raphael pulled out, planted a kiss on an exhausted Leo's lips and said, "That was fuckin' amazn', my love. I love how tight ya are and I love bein' inside ya. I love everythin' 'bout ya and I'm so happy yer mine. Mine."

Every fibre of his being hurt and Leo thought dejectedly, I didn't like that. My body betrayed me. I don't love him. Not romantically. I keep telling myself it's not him and it's the drugs, but I'm not sure I can ever love him as a brother either. No. I'm frightened of him. Me, the leader, who shouldn't be. I mean, this is my kid brother. My little brother.

"Ya like that, baby?" Raphael said huskily, oblivious to Leo's discomfort. "Was it as good for ya as for me? I know ya churred. Ya like yer brother's dick in ya, don't ya, baby?"

"See how wrong that sounds, Raphael? Brother!"

"Well, we were raised as brothers, but ain't no proof we're related."

"Still. It's gross and I'm your leader. You don't treat me like this."

"No. Yer not. Yer my mate and I'm the boss in our relationship. Ya listen ta me. Ya got it?" Raphael hissed, green eyes flashing. "I'm in charge. Not ya. Got it, Fearless?"

Leo summoned up his last bit of courage and said, "No. You're not and our brothers will find me and I'll never love you romantically. This is disgusting and you know it too."

Infuriated, his green eyes blazing at Leo's defiance, Raphael grabbed his sai and shoved the hilt up Leo's hole. Blood flowed out of a terrified, whining, and agonized Leo, as the weapon violated his insides. Raphael stoically watched his brother, his arms crossed, thinking, he deserved it. If he'd only listened.

Leo whined and muttered, all his bravado gone, "I'm sorry. Take it out. Hurts so bad."

"I didn't hear you, Fearless. Yer what?"

Sapphire eyes brimmed with tears and Leo said, "I'm yours. I'm sorry, Raph. You're my Alpha and I'm the Omega and I'll be good."

"Ya like me in ya, don't ya?"

"Love it. You're so huge and belong in me."

"Ya love me."

"Yes. I love you so much. I was just scared what the others would say, but I do love you, Raphael, and I like it when you're rough."

Mollified, Raphael pulled out the sai, but before either could comment, Leo passed out. Raphael examined him and thought, just a small tearin'. He's gonna be fine. Just fine and now he's accepted he's mine, I doubt he'll resist again. He hummed, as he cleaned Leo and thought, I can't wait until we fuck again. Gonna fuck him so damn good. The way he likes it and deserves.